The First Order

Although everyone in the camp hopes to have the strong aid of the white mask and enter the holy mountain together, but now the other party turns over the boat in the gutter, then there is no use value.

Dense footsteps came from afar, as if the middle-aged reinforcements had arrived.

Everyone in the camp felt sorry for the extraordinary person with such a great white mask, who turned over in the ditch.

In terms of the fighting power of the other party, there are very few people who can compete with him in frontal combat. Such extraordinary people should have been prominent in the world, but died halfway.

It may be too arrogant, it will be calculated.

"I'm afraid he's less fierce," someone said.

"Ah, so confident."

"Prepare to fight, I think the other party might also do something with us!"

For a time, everyone was nervous.

But to everyone's surprise, the direction of middle-aged people's departure at this time suddenly came with wailing and gunshots.

"Ah!" A scream came, and everyone in the camp shook in shock.

"Ah!" Another sound came, and everyone looked at the night silently, and the heartstrings fluctuated with the scream.

Cheng Yu heard that the scream was exactly that middle-aged man.

With that screaming screaming, Cheng Yu showed mercy on his face: "This is too bad..."

Everyone stunned that there would be such a reversal. Wasn't that white mask already hit by an anesthesia gun? Why did the situation reverse suddenly?

Looking at the current situation, it is clear that the middle-aged man is being hung up and beaten!

Someone suddenly regretted. I am afraid that everything just displayed in the white mask is just pretended. Wouldn’t it be a valuable friendship if I lend a helping hand at a critical moment?

Unfortunately, this assumption is not true.

The screams gradually subsided.

Ren Xiaosu, who hadn’t even shown a tent in the camp, was a little bit sighed. He had guessed that this middle-aged man was the eye of the tinder who was inserted into the team. Late shot.

Today, the middle-aged man first gave it away. Later, when he saw that he didn’t want to eat, he simply used an anesthesia gun.

Because he explained that he had to get a white mask gene sample, the middle-aged man simply dragged the old Xu off the ground, just like dragging himself to death...

Ren Xiaosu feels that there are so many extraordinary people in the camp. This middle-aged person will not be so miserable when he changes his goal...

Of course, he can understand that I am afraid that Tinder will also want to obtain a genetic sample of the white mask too much, so that he can do so in a hurry with quick success.

The fighting has stopped, and everyone in the camp is watching the direction of the fighting.

Slowly, a figure appeared slowly in the mist. The white mask slowly looked around everyone in the camp. It seemed to be laughing at them silently. They knew that there were more than a dozen people here who were rescued by old Xu himself. of.

At this moment, these people did not dare to stare at the white mask, guilty.

However, Ren Xiaosu did not continue to talk, but controlled the old Xu to throw several badges on the ground, and the badge was carved with a flame.

This is what Lao Xu just got from the enemy he killed, which also proves that the middle-aged man is the eyeliner of Tinder.

Cheng Yu walked over to pick up the tinder badge: "It's really a tinder guy."

In fact, everyone has thought about it for a long time, since the people in the team who can come in with so many consortiums want to fish in troubled waters, why can't people from the Tinder Company come in?

Many facts have proved that the person in charge of the tactics and strategies in the Tinder company is very savvy. Perhaps the other party has already prepared for the backhand, waiting for Anjing Temple to continue to move.

Thinking of this, many people in the team were reluctant to retreat.

If it were not for the superiors in the consortium who wanted longevity and gave them a death order, I am afraid they would have gone long ago.

Cheng Yu silently looked at the other people in the camp. Everyone was sitting or standing looking at this side. He suddenly wondered, would there still be anyone from Tinder Company?

"Everyone knows that everyone in Tinder needs to have their own number on their ribs," Cheng Yu Shen Sheng said: "This is a recognized sign of Tinder, whether it is T31092 or T5102 , This number must be under the left rib, so in order to avoid the eyeliner of the Tinder company in the team, we need to check ourselves today to see if everyone has such a tattoo under the left and right ribs."

It is no secret that Tinder company members have numbers under their left ribs. Many people know that after entering Tinder, after confirming that the gene can be modified, the numbering is the first step, which is inevitable.

And Tinder's method of confirming the number is also amazing, because he only checks your gene sequence to confirm whether you are finally T3 or T5, clarifying the height you can reach in the future, and rarely make mistakes.

Tinder Company has always believed that talent determines everyone's level, and the classes from T1 to T5 exist naturally.

As for whether there is a higher level above T5, outsiders do not know, but some people have guessed, maybe there is T6.

Now, although Cheng Yu's self-examination violated each other's privacy, no one refused, and there was no reason to refuse.

Men check men with each other, women check women with each other, and everyone does not want to have a Tinder company around them.

The self-examination went very smoothly. During this process, Cheng Yu and his assistants were always guarding against the escape of people with tinder companies, but as a result, even after a thorough inspection, even a person with tattoos under his ribs Not found.

Cheng Yu thought about it and said to Lao Xu suddenly, "Can you please check the middle-aged man's body just now to see if he has a tattoo number?"

Old Xu nodded and walked out. After a while, he brought a piece of leather with T31029 on it.

Cheng Yu was relieved: "The crisis is temporarily lifted."

He asked Xu to check it out because he was worried that Tinder would train people who are specifically used as spies, and would not have tattoos.

After all, it is a well-known thing for Tinder members to have tattoos. In case this is the common sense that Tinder companies deliberately released to you?Then it's normal to stab you again when you're not paying attention.

But now it seems that the other party does have tattoos, at least the middle-aged man has.

"Wait, why is there less people?" The careful number of people counted: "Who can miss this test, there is one less male, wouldn't it have run away?"

Ren Xiaosu listened to these words and looked around everyone. At this time, he suddenly found out, wasn't the young man who secretly made the mark before?

Cheng Yu also discovered that Wang Yun had disappeared. He walked to the door of Wang Yun’s tent and opened the curtain. He suddenly saw Wang Yun lying in the tent and spitting foam, and a compressed cookie with a bite was placed next to it...

"What's going on?" Cheng Yu touched Wang Yun's neck artery: "Always alive, but how can he suddenly be poisoned..."